Little Queen Jingyu was originally looking for excitement. At her age, she was still a bit rebellious and liked to do things that were out of line.
But after seeing Zhu Minglang take care of Xing Kun and Yan Xu, little Queen Jingyu found that hunting those terrifying murderers was a bit boring.
The man next to her was the real devil.
He was just wearing a white robe, with a warm smile on his face, giving people a feeling that he couldn't be more ordinary, and he didn't have the overbearing aura that a strong person should have.
But it was this appearance that deceived a lot of people. Yan Xu, a notorious bully of Ni Hai, was taken care of.
"Time is almost up, what do we do with this dog?" Luo Shaoyan stared at the Yellow Dog and said coldly.
"If the dog is not loyal, it's useless to hunt," Zhu Minglang said casually.
The Yellow Dog was scared. It thought that wagging its tail would protect its life, but who knew that these humans were just squeezing its last bit of value.
"My dragon is hungry too." Luo Shaoyan sneered.
…
The hunt was over. The hunt itself was not difficult for Zhu Minglang.
With the number of hunts he had, he could basically get what he wanted.
After lighting the chimney, the Yan Clan's Pterosaur patrollers flew to them and took them back to the Yan Clan's mountain palace.
"Have you seen our Young Master?" The man in black riding the Pterosaur asked.
Luo Shaoyan and Jingyu's faces changed slightly. Did the Yan Clan find out so quickly?
"Who is your Young Master?" Zhu Minglang asked.
"Yan Xu, Young Master Yan Xu, he is also in this hunting team." The Pterosaur man said.
"No, we are all hunting death row prisoners." Zhu Minglang replied calmly.
The Pterosaur man looked at Zhu Minglang and didn't ask any more questions in the end.
…
Returning to the mountain palace, Zhu Minglang saw that some of the hunting teams had returned early.
Zhu Ming Lang walked over to the steward of the Yan Tribe and handed over the iron hoop that he had obtained.
Originally, Zhu Minglang did not like this kind of hunting game. Even if the targets were all heinous villains, some of them were dragged in by the tyranny of the Yan Tribe to make up the numbers.
Zhu Minglang met the guard of Yellow Leaf City, Ge Zhong. He was thrown here by Yan He and became a prisoner on death row.
Zhu Minglang did not hunt him down. He only told him not to worry about his family in Yellow Leaf City. They were safe and sound, and the Lizard Water Demon had been eradicated by them.
After hearing this, Ge Zhong felt as if a heavy burden had been lifted off his shoulders. In the end, he rushed towards a sharp piece of wood and pierced his own abdomen.
Rather than having all of his internal organs eaten up by the evil worms in his stomach and suffering the most cruel torture, he would rather end his own life first.
"Thirty-three, ranked second!" The steward of the Yan Clan announced loudly.
Soon, the guests sitting in front of the wine and food cast astonished glances at them. They did not expect these inconspicuous people to be able to hunt so many people!
"Shameless, you are all shameless and despicable. I want to expose them, these people did not hunt many prisoners on death row. They specifically robbed other hunting teams. It's him, I can recognize him even if he turns into ashes!" Guan Wenqi rushed over angrily and pointed at Zhu Minglang's nose.
"Isn't it normal for hunting teams to fight with each other?" Zhu Minglang said without changing his expression.
Luo Shaoyan and Jing Yu on the side did not say a word.
When other people were hunting, they would use the Yellow Hound Beast to chase after the prisoners, demons, and villains.
Zhu Minglang, on the other hand, was looking for other hunting teams. After beating them up, he confiscated all the death row iron rings from their hands. His movements were quite skillful, as if it was not the first time he had done this!
In short, except for the real murderous demons who cruelly killed slaves in the limestone mountains, Zhu Minglang would not hesitate to kill them. The thing Zhu Minglang did the most was to rob the fruits of other hunting teams' labor.
Sure enough, after Guan Wenqi stood up to accuse Zhu Minglang, several other hunting teams stood up and cursed at Zhu Minglang's behavior.
Zhu Minglang acted as if he did not hear them. After handing over the confiscated death row iron rings, he received his own reward.
After seeing Zhu Minglang completely ignore those angry people, Luo Shaoyan and Jing Yu were even more certain that Zhu Minglang often did such immoral things.
But immorality was one thing, but the harvest was really bountiful.
If they found a death row prisoner, they would at most get one death row iron ring.
If they found a hunting team, they would basically get seven or eight iron rings. Otherwise, how could they have collected 33 in such a short time?
Those angry people were criticizing, but they did not dare to do anything to Zhu Minglang. Zhu Minglang's Azure Phoenix and Azure Dragon had beaten all of them black and blue, so they were still very afraid.
…
After storing the evil dragon's blood essence, Zhu Minglang was very satisfied with the quality of this bloodline fey. It was just right for him to improve Blacktooth's bloodline.
Considering that Yan Xu's whereabouts would soon be discovered by the Yan Tribe, Zhu Minglang did not stay here any longer. He immediately left after receiving his reward.
However, just as he walked to the staircase and was about to return to Man City, a man in a purple-black robe rushed over with a large group of black-clothed Yan Tribe members.
The man's face was gloomy. He glanced at the luxuriously dressed guests and tried to use a calm tone to speak to the crowd. "Everyone, I am Yan Zhen. My son participated in this hunt and suddenly went missing. I suspect that someone among the guests killed him and destroyed the evidence. So, please stay in my Yan Tribe's mountain hall for the time being. I need to investigate one by one!"
After saying that, Yan Zhen waved his hand, and the hundreds of black-clothed Yan Tribe experts behind him immediately spread out and surrounded the entire Yan Tribe's grand hall, not allowing anyone to leave.
A burly Yan Tribe expert came forward and said to Zhu Minglang, Luo Shaoyan, and Jing Yu, "Everyone, please return to the hall."
Luo Shaoyan and Jing Yu did not show it on the surface, but they were panicking inside. They could not help but look at Zhu Minglang.
Although the person was killed by Zhu Minglang, this matter had a lot to do with the two of them.
"It's okay. Let's go back and have a drink," Zhu Minglang said.
They returned to the mountain hall and sat back in their previous seats. Luo Shaoyan and Jing Yu were also considered to be part of a large family, so they did not completely panic.
In this grand hall, there were elders from other factions. Even if the matter was exposed, it would be because Yan Xu had bad intentions first.
"Don't worry, they are just bluffing. They did not even find the body," Zhu Minglang said to the two companions beside him.
"But Yan Zhen just said to destroy the evidence …" Jing Yu said.
"Trust me, I am a professional," Zhu Minglang said confidently.
"Yes, yes." Jing Yu nodded.
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